"Whereas the tourist generally hurries back home at the end of a few weeks or months, the traveler belonging no more to one place than to the next, moves slowly over periods of years, from one part of the earth to another.

[A]nother important difference between tourist and traveler is that the former accepts his own civilization without question; not so the traveler, who compares it with the others, and rejects those elements he finds not to his liking."

Indeed, he would have found it difficult to tell, among the many places he had lived, precisely where it was he had felt most at home.

On the contrary: I trust it blindly, and I never push it to supply me with new ideas. As if we were distinct entities, I present it with an enigma and I leave it free to work. At just the right moment, it will supply me with the solution.

Do you sleep well?

Always. Even two days before a presentation when I haven't come up with a thing yet. My brain has never let me down. And if it has, it's been when I forced it to think too much.

A good love partnership is not so much one between two healthy people (there aren’t many of these on the planet), it’s one between two demented people who have had the skill or luck to find a non-threatening conscious accommodation between their relative insanities.

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